Chapter 4Sheila ran until her saliva became as cold as ice water left on a windowsill in Russia. The bear had not been slowed down by its size or her speed, it was catching up to Sheila, and it was determined. It felt challenged buy Sheila’s act of bravery. As Sheila came near the waterfall, the noise nearly defending her, she turned just in time to see another creature attack the beast. She kept her speed and ran off. The new predator had bought her time. She hadn’t seen the new predator but it had been huge and with the way it had joined the fight, it was agile and fast. She didn’t have any strength left in her legs and she was hyperventilating. If the new creature happened to win the battle and decided to give her a chase, she might not be able to hold out as she had done to the bear. Despite being extremely fatigued, Sheila pushed herself onward. She couldn’t afford to die, not now that she was ready to have fun. Not now that she has decided to move on. Not now that she was
Chapter 5“Yes I really want to know who you are.” Sheila replied, without any form of hesitation.“Okay, I can see how curious you are. But just so you know, your curiosity won’t do you much good.” He chortled.For some inexplicable reasons, Sheila’s mind went completely blank as she couldn’t comprehend what Garrett meant by telling her that her curiosity won’t do her much good.The room was silence for a while before Garrett finally broke the silence.“If you really want to know who I am, then you will have to come with me.” Garrett informed.“But why?” Sheila quizzed. “Why will I have to come with you?”Garrett beamed and gave a simple response. He says, “It’s because you are my Luna.”“Luna? Sheila whispered, confused, looking directly at the tiled floor as if the floor was going to explain something to her.Garrett saw how confused Sheila was. She was speechless for a while, trying to recall and fix all that had happened maybe, just maybe they would make sense to her. but unfortu
Chapter 6Sheila kept stealing glances at Garrett on intervals. She will stare at him for a while, and when he turns to his side to look back at her, she will quickly look away.She felt the urge to engage him in a conversation but didn’t know how to imitate it. “Garrett,” she gently called his name looking down and unable to look into his eyes.“Yes,” Garrett who knew exactly what her question was replied.“Sheila dear, do you always have to talk?” he quizzed, letting out a smile.“What!!” Sheila exclaimed! Looking into his eyes this time around.“Garrett, do you mean to say that I talk too much?” she asked, giving a mean look.“Okay, that’s fine. No more talking!” she vexed, folding her arms and maintaining a straight face. ‘She wouldn’t talk to him again’ she thought“Okay, I’m sorry Sheila. Believe me, I didn’t mean to upset you. I mean, it wasn’t intentional.” He apologized.“Apologies not accepted!” she blurted, still maintaining a serious face.“But I said I am sorry! Listen, I
Chapter 7Garrett sighed, itching his head and placing his left hand on his waist it was quite glaring that Sheila was still mad at him, he watched as she excitedly kissed the flowers, sniffing them severally, and holding them so dear to herself without even thanking him. She Practically and intentionally ignored him.He wanted to make it up to her but he didn’t know how to do that. He needed her to be happy at least to win her trust. They continued walking in silence before Garrett finally broke the silence.“Sheila, I know you are mad at me but I’ve said I’m sorry.”“Garrett, I just need my things back. That’s the only thing that can make me happy at this point. Let’s go get my things back. Please, Garrett, I’m begging you.” she pleaded.“Listen to me Sheila, it’s very risky for us to go back because you won’t be safe out there. Whatever I do, I do for your own good. Remember, I promised you a good life, I promised to protect you, I promised to keep you away from harm and that’s exa
Chapter 8“They will definitely like you, in fact, love you.” he stated, looking back at her.“What makes you so certain?” “Because you are their Luna!” he replies.“Their,” Sheila whispers, slightly looking away from him. “Who are they?” she anxiously asked. “We are close already,” he stated. “When we get there, you will know.” “Okay,” she nods. Without knowing what the term Luna entails. The term is even strange in her mouth as she tries to pronounce it.They walked more for a while before they arrived. Garrett brings her to a beautiful city. She stares in awe of it. She had never seen a beautiful city as such. She kept looking around feeding her eyes on the things her eyes were beholding. She stops at a particular spot staring at a beautiful flower she had seen. “Oh my God! This is indeed beautiful and I love it!” she grinned. She smells the flowers perceiving that it smells really nice. “Garrett I love this!” she blurted.“Common Sheila, there is more to see. We shouldn’t spend
It was a cold wintry morning as Sheila went from one table to another serving milkshakes. She was a young beautiful lady of nineteen with her rich long hair reaching down to her waist. She had dreamy green eyes that seemed to sparkle. She had a jovial smile and confidence unlike any other. She however didn't seem herself as she went about her job that morning. Her mind was troubled and it was evident in her stride and her gaze. She had her head down and her hair in her face which was unlike her. Her feet were wobbly too and she had tripped and spilled a milkshake on a male customer. The man, in his tuxedo, was probably a member of the high class. He had arrogantly yelled at Sheila telling her to ‘get out of his sight’. She had dragged herself back to the counter where Camelia who had been watching the happenings and who knew why Sheila looked so down stood waiting. “I think you should go up to your room”, Camelia began as Sheila set down her serving tray on the counter.
The trees were huge and most of them formed canopies that blocked out the sun during the day and the moon at night. There was undergrowth too, flowers of all kinds. The scenery was so captivating, one could literarily spend a lifetime doing nothing but admiring it. There were many Fir and Cedar trees all around. Black cherry, Beech, Elm, and sycamore were all around too. The flowers were countless as they were beautiful and their beauty would rival Snow White in all her elegance. To say this forest was cut out of utopia would be an understatement. The colors all fell in line as though rhythmically. Sheila had gone on taking a picture every here and there. She was so engrossed and her excitement knew no bounds. She had felt alive in the cold that would have numbed anyone else. She would scream at the sight of a flower she hadn't noticed before taking a picture of it, taking care to make it as beautiful as she could. Sheila had gone on and on for a long while before her flas
Chapter 8“They will definitely like you, in fact, love you.” he stated, looking back at her.“What makes you so certain?” “Because you are their Luna!” he replies.“Their,” Sheila whispers, slightly looking away from him. “Who are they?” she anxiously asked. “We are close already,” he stated. “When we get there, you will know.” “Okay,” she nods. Without knowing what the term Luna entails. The term is even strange in her mouth as she tries to pronounce it.They walked more for a while before they arrived. Garrett brings her to a beautiful city. She stares in awe of it. She had never seen a beautiful city as such. She kept looking around feeding her eyes on the things her eyes were beholding. She stops at a particular spot staring at a beautiful flower she had seen. “Oh my God! This is indeed beautiful and I love it!” she grinned. She smells the flowers perceiving that it smells really nice. “Garrett I love this!” she blurted.“Common Sheila, there is more to see. We shouldn’t spend
Chapter 7Garrett sighed, itching his head and placing his left hand on his waist it was quite glaring that Sheila was still mad at him, he watched as she excitedly kissed the flowers, sniffing them severally, and holding them so dear to herself without even thanking him. She Practically and intentionally ignored him.He wanted to make it up to her but he didn’t know how to do that. He needed her to be happy at least to win her trust. They continued walking in silence before Garrett finally broke the silence.“Sheila, I know you are mad at me but I’ve said I’m sorry.”“Garrett, I just need my things back. That’s the only thing that can make me happy at this point. Let’s go get my things back. Please, Garrett, I’m begging you.” she pleaded.“Listen to me Sheila, it’s very risky for us to go back because you won’t be safe out there. Whatever I do, I do for your own good. Remember, I promised you a good life, I promised to protect you, I promised to keep you away from harm and that’s exa
Chapter 6Sheila kept stealing glances at Garrett on intervals. She will stare at him for a while, and when he turns to his side to look back at her, she will quickly look away.She felt the urge to engage him in a conversation but didn’t know how to imitate it. “Garrett,” she gently called his name looking down and unable to look into his eyes.“Yes,” Garrett who knew exactly what her question was replied.“Sheila dear, do you always have to talk?” he quizzed, letting out a smile.“What!!” Sheila exclaimed! Looking into his eyes this time around.“Garrett, do you mean to say that I talk too much?” she asked, giving a mean look.“Okay, that’s fine. No more talking!” she vexed, folding her arms and maintaining a straight face. ‘She wouldn’t talk to him again’ she thought“Okay, I’m sorry Sheila. Believe me, I didn’t mean to upset you. I mean, it wasn’t intentional.” He apologized.“Apologies not accepted!” she blurted, still maintaining a serious face.“But I said I am sorry! Listen, I
Chapter 5“Yes I really want to know who you are.” Sheila replied, without any form of hesitation.“Okay, I can see how curious you are. But just so you know, your curiosity won’t do you much good.” He chortled.For some inexplicable reasons, Sheila’s mind went completely blank as she couldn’t comprehend what Garrett meant by telling her that her curiosity won’t do her much good.The room was silence for a while before Garrett finally broke the silence.“If you really want to know who I am, then you will have to come with me.” Garrett informed.“But why?” Sheila quizzed. “Why will I have to come with you?”Garrett beamed and gave a simple response. He says, “It’s because you are my Luna.”“Luna? Sheila whispered, confused, looking directly at the tiled floor as if the floor was going to explain something to her.Garrett saw how confused Sheila was. She was speechless for a while, trying to recall and fix all that had happened maybe, just maybe they would make sense to her. but unfortu
Chapter 4Sheila ran until her saliva became as cold as ice water left on a windowsill in Russia. The bear had not been slowed down by its size or her speed, it was catching up to Sheila, and it was determined. It felt challenged buy Sheila’s act of bravery. As Sheila came near the waterfall, the noise nearly defending her, she turned just in time to see another creature attack the beast. She kept her speed and ran off. The new predator had bought her time. She hadn’t seen the new predator but it had been huge and with the way it had joined the fight, it was agile and fast. She didn’t have any strength left in her legs and she was hyperventilating. If the new creature happened to win the battle and decided to give her a chase, she might not be able to hold out as she had done to the bear. Despite being extremely fatigued, Sheila pushed herself onward. She couldn’t afford to die, not now that she was ready to have fun. Not now that she has decided to move on. Not now that she was
Suddenly, an uneasy feeling took over her and she had the feeling that someone was around her. She heard some strange sounds, scaring the hell out of her. “Is anyone there?” Sheila shouted, tightening her grip on the tree, and looking around. “Please help!!” No response. Everywhere was quiet and calm once again.“Is anyone there?” She repeated with a shaky voice.No response.When she noticed that no one answered her, chills ran down her spine as she was now afraid.She gathered her strength and ran, throwing her scalf down. She heard someone running after her, yet this didn't stop her from running, she need to come out of the forest alive. Sheila stopped running when she didn't hear anybody following her anymore. “God, please save me,” Sheila mumbled, panting slowly. Just then a bright shining light shone upon her, almost getting her blind. ‘Argggh!” She closed her eyes, using her two hands to cover her eyes, wondering where the light was coming from. She felt that the light
The trees were huge and most of them formed canopies that blocked out the sun during the day and the moon at night. There was undergrowth too, flowers of all kinds. The scenery was so captivating, one could literarily spend a lifetime doing nothing but admiring it. There were many Fir and Cedar trees all around. Black cherry, Beech, Elm, and sycamore were all around too. The flowers were countless as they were beautiful and their beauty would rival Snow White in all her elegance. To say this forest was cut out of utopia would be an understatement. The colors all fell in line as though rhythmically. Sheila had gone on taking a picture every here and there. She was so engrossed and her excitement knew no bounds. She had felt alive in the cold that would have numbed anyone else. She would scream at the sight of a flower she hadn't noticed before taking a picture of it, taking care to make it as beautiful as she could. Sheila had gone on and on for a long while before her flas
It was a cold wintry morning as Sheila went from one table to another serving milkshakes. She was a young beautiful lady of nineteen with her rich long hair reaching down to her waist. She had dreamy green eyes that seemed to sparkle. She had a jovial smile and confidence unlike any other. She however didn't seem herself as she went about her job that morning. Her mind was troubled and it was evident in her stride and her gaze. She had her head down and her hair in her face which was unlike her. Her feet were wobbly too and she had tripped and spilled a milkshake on a male customer. The man, in his tuxedo, was probably a member of the high class. He had arrogantly yelled at Sheila telling her to ‘get out of his sight’. She had dragged herself back to the counter where Camelia who had been watching the happenings and who knew why Sheila looked so down stood waiting. “I think you should go up to your room”, Camelia began as Sheila set down her serving tray on the counter.